Kidnapped By My Mate Annie Novels & Stories

I had never experienced happiness like that before. I still remembered the feeling when the mate bond awakened. I had been so excited. I had wanted to build my future with her. But Annabelle had changed after she discovered that I had found my mate. She became jealous. Possessive. And obsessed. At first, I thought she would eventually accept it. I was wrong. One afternoon, she took my mate to the river. She claimed they had gone there to talk. My mate did not know how to swim. According to Annabelle, she had accidentally fallen into the water, and when she tried to save her, a powerful wave pulled them both away.

All my grief overflowed when I saw them, and my tears welled out. "Mom…" I rasped, reaching out towards my mother. That was when she said, "I never told the Boswells that you were kidnapped. Now just remember not to let anything slip, or they'd think that you were defiled, and do everything to stop you from marrying Sean…" Even as I stared at her in shock, I found her frowning at my flat belly, looking utterly disappointed. "Honestly, what happened? You'd married Sean, and you end up suffering a miscarriage instead? "

Soon they will return here and take me back to that gloomy cell. After thinking for a while, I left this room to check. If I make it through, I can quietly escape. ... *POV Charles 'I want to meet my mate. My Mate! Our Mate! See her!' Ryan kept howling in my head. "Silent!" I growled in response. I can't accept that my mate is a human. The image of the girl with reddish brown hair, blue eyes as clear as seawater, a sharp gaze, and an ice-cold face flashed in my memory. Even though the cell was dark, I could still clearly remember every line of her face.

He wrapped his clothes around her. Just like before. During a Rogue attack, the first person Carter protected— was Amelia. And I had been forgotten. Captured by Rogues and tortured nearly to death. Tears streamed down my face. “Hurts… it hurts so much…” Carter finally looked at me. He took half a step forward, but Amelia grabbed his collar. “Carter… my pup…” Tears fell onto his hand. Carter immediately turned away. “Mia, hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.”

she whispered. My throat tightened. No—she wasn’t small. She was mine. My Luna. My mate. My queen. And she carried my heir. The world would come for her. Anna’s envy, Bloodstone’s greed, Kingsley’s cruelty—they would test her, try to shatter her, try to remind her of the small girl she used to be. But I would burn their world to ash before I let them touch her. And as I watched her straighten, shoulders proud despite the weight she carried, I realized something else:

Suddenly, a searing, gut-wrenching agony tore through my chest. It was a pain I had never felt before, a sense of loss so profound it stole the very air from my lungs. My wolf let out a pained, guttural howl. "The mate bond… it’s gone." "No!" My heart stuttered, panic clawing at my throat. I immediately called my assistant. "Find her. I don’t care how—track everywhere she’s been. And pull my mate-bond documents from the pack archives. Do it now!"

She is my mate and therefore belongs with me. I mindlinked my beta, who was still mingling at the party. Unlike me, he enjoys large groups of people. I have identified my mate, and she will be returning with us to the NightClaw pack tomorrow. Could you apprise the council of this news? I would like to retire to my room for the time being.' ‘You found your mate? Congrats, man. That’s awesome.’ Samuel replied. ‘Who is she?’ ‘Miss Nivia Omari,’ I conveyed.

Everything that happened, from the three men kidnapping me to Annie and Kaine trying to kill me, to Darren dying for me to them trying to kill me again. And here she stood, with faux concern on her face, smiling like she was happy to see me alive and well. I moved my gaze back to Zack. "I am hungry, Zack. " I said. They brought food for me. Everyone was happy. The maid in the room ran out to inform everyone that I will be fine. Annie was elated and announced she would prepare her favorite healing drink. She ran from the room. In some minutes, she came back with a cup of something on a tray. She placed it by my bed.

He loved me too much and this is breaking him. 'It's okay!' Patrice assured me. 'We will find a way!' "No. No. No fucking way," Davis shook his head. "Shhhh, no no. Please, it's okay," my mum tried to soothe him, she knew we would find a way and she and dad wouldn't stop until they did. "But they will take her!" "And we will get her back." I looked at my mom and gave her a sad smile. The pack guards made my way to me and held both of my arms. I felt my skin sting at the contact and I snarled at them.

I struggled to push him out but was thrown onto the bed by him. His body came crashing down on me, almost crushing me under its weight. He seemed to be in great pain, his torso burning up like a furnace, yet his grip was incredibly strong, effortlessly restraining my struggling hands above my head. With a tremble in his voice, he whispered in my ear, "You are my mate, aren't you?" "Yes... So what?" I could feel his fingertips lightly brushing the ring on my ring finger, as if reminding me of my role at this moment.